Boyfriend Let His Side Chick Ruin My Painting, Now He Regrets. novel Chapter 84

She grabbed the bars as tears gathered in her eyes. She was glaring at him. Though he was standing so far away they could see each other.

"Chase needs me." She screamed, making his jaw clench. He said nothing. Turning on his heels he walked back inside the mansion and the car was gone as she continued to scream at him to let her in.

She sank down the gate. Her heart was crying in pain. He was punishing her. She knows he was punishing her for keeping Chase away from him for so many years. She always thought that he would find her and take her back but she never thought that he would let her go and take her baby from her. He was being the ruthless monster he was.

But then he was only returning the favor. It was so wrong. All she wanted was the safety of her family but here she was being punished for saving her child. This was so wrong.

Andrew growled as he punched the punching bag. He was in his gym, just in his sweats. His chest bare as he took out all his frustration and anger on the punching bag.

He wanted to kill someone or more precisely he wanted to kill the woman who betrayed him.

He has showered her with his love, affection and what not and what she did in the end? She betrayed him. Stabbed him on his back and took his son away from him just because of his one mistake.

She wasn't the only one who lost her kid. Lucas was his baby too. He wanted to give a merciless death to the bastards who took his baby away but on the other hand Chloe wanted to go hide somewhere as if those bastards won't come there to hunt them down.

Andrew knew Lucas was alive so he was fighting with his life to save his son. She backstabbed him. When he needed her the most for support. She fucking escaped with his other son. She fucking betrayed him.

She was never in love with him. She was just playing with his feelings because if she loved him, she would've never left him and taken their son along but she hurt him worse than any of his enemies could hurt him.

She sliced his heart from deep within. Cutting it into so many tiny little pieces that it would never be able to heal again. She had scared him in a way that was far more brutal than what her father did to him.

He was a destroyed man when she left him. She killed him that day. The good husband and loving Andrew died that day when she left him. Now this man was the pure definition of brutality. There was so much hatred brewing inside him that if he let it out the whole world would burn down to ashes.

Andrew was now a monster that lacked sympathy or remorse. The monster she has witnessed all those years back was nothing compared to the monster he was now.